being chronically ill is really really hard. emotionally and physically. it’s hard to know you have a life full of appointments and tests and needles and procedures. it’s hard to know that each day might bring the same struggles as the day before or even be worse. being chronically ill is tough and if you are managing through it you are very very tough and i applaud you.
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I want to see how many trains there are. please reblog this every time you hear, see, or smell a train
What does a train smell like?
Like a wave of diesel and old fuel, cascading over the tracks and into your nostrils. Like a block of steel, a plethora of iron, a syringe of copper. Like a powerful metal giant, a defender of the 19th century, a guardian of the ancient yet extant rail-line.
